Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 886 - 491: Turns Out to Be Short of Money_3

Chapter 886: Chapter 491: Turns Out to Be Short of Money_3

"Is it really that serious?" Yan Fei muttered.

Over the phone, Old Pan heard him and immediately laughed, "You’re not part of the system, so after this thing blows over, as long as you abide by the laws in your business, no one can do anything to you. But your uncle is just a small police station director, later people can easily find an excuse to send him to some remote ravine, he might even get a promotion out of it, but who can really say anything? This is what they call a promotion in disguise. Even if some people are well aware, they can’t voice it out, can they?"

"Uncle Pan, then you must think of a way for me quick! He’s already taken the person away, it wouldn’t work even if they release him now, right?" Yan Fei was genuinely anxious now. It didn’t matter what happened to him, but he didn’t want to drag his relatives into this!

This uncle had indeed been exceptionally good to him, not to mention how he treated him after he became successful, but even when he was just a foolish kid, his uncle had been really supportive. Not to mention anything else, when he first went to ask how to make money and get rich, his uncle had without a word given him five yuan.

Back then, he was still somewhat clueless, but now, thinking back, he knew that five yuan was a lot of money. At that time, a catty of meat only cost a few yuan, so with those five yuan, he could have made meals that would last for several days at home.

Of course, Ma Yongming had also given him money, but he wouldn’t mention that, as that guy was a contractor and had money. Back then, Lin Baoguo and Ma Yongming were incomparable; Lin was just a small community police officer at the station. Giving him that five yuan must have been several days’ worth of vegetable money for him.

"Tsk tsk!" Old Pan once again sighed out of habit. "You two have such a good relationship, I haven’t seen you this worried before! Let me think, the person has already been taken in, this is not easy to handle! Even if you serve those people well with food and drink now, they probably still hate him, and if it really is someone influential, being detained in a small town police station is a huge loss of face..."

"Uncle Pan, stop droning on. Hurry and come up with an idea!" Yan Fei urged.

"There are no good ideas when someone has been offended; don’t be afraid to offend them to death. How about this, do you know about the incident that happened in our town? Old Li from the flour mill at the east end of the street and his family ran away?" Old Pan said.

"I don’t know! I just got back early this morning, I’ve been in the Provincial City these past few days!" Yan Fei replied.

With Old Pan’s explanation, Yan Fei came to know that during the National Day holiday, a big incident had actually occurred in the small Sancha River town!

The flour mill at the east end of the street, said to be a flour mill, was actually just a small workshop. What kind of legitimate flour mill could there be in a small town street? It was similar to the grinding workshop Pang Fa used to run, only that this one started earlier and had operated much longer than Pang’s workshop.

This flour mill, besides grinding flour, conducted another business; it could keep people’s money safe and even pay interest on it.

In fact, it was illegal fundraising. The owner had been at it for a long time, and his family was from the area, so the local people trusted him. It was unclear how it all started, but eventually, everyone knew that saving your money with him yielded higher interest than the banks.

Compared to later on, that interest rate being higher than the bank would absolutely terrify a bunch of people. Last year, bank savings interest rates were above five percent, and it didn’t require a ten or twenty-year commitment, just a fixed deposit for more than half a year to get that high.

Scary or not, it was that scary.

This year, the interest rate for fixed deposits ranging from half a year to three years was even slightly higher than last year’s. Of course, the banks had other promotional offers; at that time, the term ’financial management’ wasn’t used yet, but they had ways to attract and encourage deposits, with interest rates going higher the longer the savings period, everyone knew that. There were also fixed bonuses for depositing certain amounts, with promises of even higher interest rates later.

In short, the interest rate was truly high.

As one can imagine, for a small flour workshop to dare offer interest rates higher than the bank’s was a sure path to bankruptcy. Of course, this assumes that the small workshop was operating in this small town and that the owner’s family had no other livelihood—if they could engage in high-profit businesses like Boss Yan, then maybe they could have continued without going bankrupt. But it was just a small workshop, so the outcome was predictable.

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Just before today’s National Day, this family went on a collective trip. They said they were just going around nearby, but it’s been several days now, and there’s still no word from them. Those who urgently need money began to worry and started to inquire about their whereabouts.

As more information was gathered, everyone began to realize that the situation was grim.

It is now virtually confirmed that this family has definitely fled. There is a reason behind this conclusion: when they were packing up, someone noticed them that afternoon but didn’t think much of it. By early the next morning, it was discovered that the family had disappeared.

At this point, everyone understood; even if they were going on a trip, there was no need to leave in the dead of night, right?

Someone reported it to the police, and the station was in quite a predicament. The people had been gone for so many days, and in an era of inconvenient transportation and undeveloped communication, they were really hard to find. With such a vast population and the country being so large, where do you even begin to look for someone?

Old Pan talked for a long time, but Yan Fei still didn’t understand what was going on and asked, "What does this have to do with what I was just talking about?"

Old Pan explained, "Let your uncle take people to look for them; leave a few unofficial staff at the station. When the time comes, just say the Director doesn’t understand the situation and there are other important cases to handle, so he took the team out on a business trip to look for people. The rest are just those unofficial employees left to mind the place. That way, your uncle at least has an excuse to fall back on!"

"So it’s a matter of dumping the responsibility on whoever stays, isn’t it?" Yan Fei asked again.

"Those unofficial workers, even if they are dismissed, can be brought back later to continue working, can’t they? Who’s going to keep an eye on those small fries all the time? If they really can’t come back, there’s still you, the big boss. As long as you don’t fall, you’re not going to stand by and watch them starve, right?" Old Pan suddenly laughed.

"So can my uncle extricate himself from this incident?" Yan Fei was still a bit puzzled.

"Definitely not, but that doesn’t matter, does it? Even if someone holds him accountable later, there’s a reason. The local police force is understaffed, and the Director is stretched thin. If he hears about trouble, he detains those involved. Who can fault that? He left a few behind to handle bigger cases. Is there anything wrong with that? If he ignores a major case over some trivial matters and arrives too late to catch the culprit, what then?"

"But where will they actually go to catch people?" Yan Fei was beginning to understand.

"Are you dense? It doesn’t really matter where they go. Isn’t searching for someone like casting a wide net? Wait, now that you mention it, I do have some news. I think I heard that the boss’s brother is in Nanguang City, and that place is booming right now with a lot of outsiders. It’s possible that the whole family ran over there!"

Yan Fei didn’t care whether the news was true or not, he hopped on his motorcycle and headed to the police station, rushing straight into the Director’s office: "Director Lin, I just heard from Uncle Pan that he found out that the boss of the flour mill that ran away from our town has a brother in Nanguang City. Aren’t you going to catch him?"

"Who’s spreading this rumor? Even Old Pan is joining in the fray, and some say they have relatives in the Capital!" Lin Baoguo was infuriated. "The station can’t even dare to use the Jeep, and we have to think twice before using the motorcycle because we don’t have the money for gas. Unless we have reliable information, we’d have to try to raise some money first, or else we wouldn’t dare to just run around. What if we can’t find the person and can’t reimburse the expenses? Are you expecting us all to eat what?"

So it was a lack of money!

Yan Fei found it amusing, reaching into his pocket: "Is ten thousand enough? As a conscientious entrepreneur, I spare no effort to support local law enforcement. Here’s ten thousand to start off, and if we spend more, just come to me for reimbursement!"

"Right, Nanguang City is so big, it’s no use sending one or two people. Take all the official staff with you. Leave me your account number before you leave, and if you need more money there, just page me. I can easily afford a little fifty or a hundred thousand!"

"Hurry up, don’t be late and let them escape. If we catch them, that would be impressive! The small police station pays out of pocket to bring justice for the people; Director Lin goes a thousand miles to pursue the fugitives without regard for his own wellbeing..."